Rebirth 1975: Starti

In the heavily guarded VIP ward, a solemn silence hung in the air. An elderly man, his eighties or perhaps even nineties, lay on the bed, connected to a plethora of tubes and monitors. He spoke in a feeble voice, recounting something...,A woman sat on the ground holding a child, her shoulders shaking as she let out muffled sobs.,As for those men, some standing and others squatting, they all had furrowed brows and remained silent!。